Motorcycle.

My motorcycle is in the Thrifty Nickel this week, starting today. It seems like maybe I waited too long, based on the weather. We'll see if I get any calls. Truth of the matter it was probably a subconscious desire not to sell it that made me wait this long. It's also true, however that it wasn't ready to sell (it's still not really ready, but oh well.) I've built up such a relationship with the ol' girl that I hate to sell it...it's my first bike. I still have my first car, if that tells you anything...sitting, waiting for me to breathe life back into it. It's so much fun, I just...I just love riding, and I don't want to give it up. Hurt my mother is another thing I don't want to do, but everytime I try to figure out how to not hurt her, I decide it's almost impossible, as there are things I have to do (graduate, get married, breathe) that will almost certainly cause her some degree of pain. I know that doesn't justify keeping the motorcycle I told her I would sell...but again, it's just so much fun. The only other thing I've ever experienced that comes close to the joy of being on two wheels is skiing, and she'll probably try to stop me from doing that this year also, due to my shoulder's tendency to remove itself from it's socket.

Anyways, I've digressed...my whole point is this: I love "Ol' Smokey," and it'll be hard to say goodbye to it.